Not in time but
in death everything will be clear
for eyes, nose and ears to speak
as of now it is just time
and our body does nothing but cosign
Some spoke while others listened
Some believed and others didn't
Some marched while others rested
Some were fighters of the oppressors
Some oppressed those who were fighters
As for me
I only existed in my mind
To the world,
I was the wind
I was faith
I was love
I was hope
I was peace
I was the end of the rainbow
Sometimes I was hate
and that was because of my imperfect nature
So I never did it intentionally
Because I existed internally
So if you took advantage
Or deceived, it will be revealed
Not in time
Wait for death
Time wont exist but
Our hands and feet will speak
Basically our body will cosign times speech
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